Then think about me. She was my fantasy woman. I know she was my mother. But couldn't resist my Instincts and always I was dreaming about her. To tell...you the truth I was dying to had sex with her but always scared and think about the divine relationship of mother and son between us. Most of masturbation sessions in the bathroom that time were thinking about her only. She had long dark hair, hair that reached to her round huge butts. And even having birthed two c***dren she had a killer figure-. ''No no no!' Harriet types followed by an 'evil' emoji that confuses me.'You know the rules about talking about BOYS in this chat!''Oh come on,' Megan pleads. 'I was just mentioning him to cheer up Ash.''Who is as much into boys as I am,' Harriet types in reply as the othergirls in the chat all send 'laughing' or 'evil' emojis. 'You know therules!''Fine,' Megan types with a sighing emoji before sending a photograph tothe group- one of her with a pair of tights stretched over her head. I letout. The tricky part was to do it so I was not in danger of being tossed from the Jury or causing her grief with her own superiors for breaking all the rules.She whispered in my ear that she would visit me tonight at the hotel and I answered her with a feverish, “I’ll be waiting for you please don’t disappoint me.”All afternoon I kept my eyes glued to her heart-shaped backside and I came close to losing it when she bent over her desk to pick up an evidence envelope for what seemed like an eternity. Once the clatter of everything settling ceased, I heard what sounded like someone clapping."Very good, very good!" someone called.I turned, looking for them. "Sally, take your Dad, get a car and get away from me. This is going to become very dangerous."Sally hesitated and I urged her to run. She and Mr. Gillman made their way through the debris toward the back of where the cinema had stood. I walked in the opposite direction.A man stood in the shadows of the street. Streetlamps were toppled,.